The Last Kiss Page #3

Have we met before?

Do I look familiar?

No.

-Okay, I'm Kim.

-Michael.

-Nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you.

-So, are you a friend of the groom's?

-Since preschool, actually.

-That's really cute.

-Yeah. Blocks.

Can you just excuse me?

Hello.

Yeah, I'm coming. Right now.

Bye.

I'm with three friends that have wanted

to leave since we got here.

Would you wait? I'll be right back.

It's true.

Every single one of my friends

are married.

It's like they're all in a cult,

and completely obsessed

with me joining.

They're like, "If you don't get married

soon, you'll be too old to have a baby."

Guess what?

I don't want to have a baby.

I certainly don't think I should be bullied

into it just because I have a vagina.

-I'm Ken.

-Danielle.

Isn't this fantastic?

Yeah. It's pretty crazy, huh?

It's like a little condominium

or something.

Yeah.

Mind if I...

Yeah, please.

So do you have a girlfriend?

Yeah.

A little hesitation there.

Having a crisis, are we?

-Do I look like I'm having a crisis?

-Everyone I know is having a crisis.

I know you're not supposed

to get them until mid-life, but

I think something's happened

to our metabolisms.

Our metabolisms?

Yeah, I mean,

the world is moving so fast now

and we're all chasing something so fast

that we start freaking out

way before our parents did.

Feel my heart.

Feel how fast it is?

That's a fast heart.

Because we don't ever stop

to breathe anymore.

You gotta remember to breathe,

or you'll die.

Oh, sorry.

-Hey!

-Hey.

Have you seen Michael anywhere?

No.

Okay. Carry on.

And don't worry, because crises...

Crisises?

I think it's "crises." Go with "crises."

Right. Like I said,

crises, well, they come and go.

Sometimes.

Sometimes they don't really feel like

they're going anywhere.

-You're having a permanent crisis?

-I don't know. Maybe.

I've just been thinking

about my life lately and

everything feels pretty planned out.

You know?

It's like I know everything

that's going to happen.

There are no more surprises.

-That is so boring.

-I know.

-So what do you do?

-Complain, I guess.

No, like, what do you...

Like, what do you do?

Oh, you mean "what do I do"

what do I do?

-Yeah.

-Sorry. I'm an architect.

How about you?

-I'm a musician.

-Oh, cool.

-A flautist.

-Oh, real cool.

Yeah. I mean, I study other things, too.

I'm not an idiot.

But, if I could do anything,

I would love to be able to do that

when I finish school.

You're graduating this year?

Two more years. Wow.

Look at you. Two more years.

Yeah.

Well, don't rush it.

College was the best time of my life.

Reminiscing already, huh?

I should get back.

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